I’ve always been really honest with the people I’ve dated. If I’m not comfortable enough to get physical, or to get physical in the way they maybe want to, I say so and it’s not a big deal. I like to think I date cool people, and cool people respect the people they date!
Well, turns out, I dated one dude who wasn’t so considerate. We were smooching on the couch one night and he said he wanted to have sex with me. Now, we hadn’t been dating for that long, and even though I thought I would probably be ready to do that with him soon–I wasn’t quite there yet.
So I told him, without skipping a beat, that I thought he was really amazing and I would probably be ready for that soon, but just . . . not yet. I was shocked at what happened next.
He seriously jumped up from the couch and said, “Well then, honey? I’m just going to go get physical with somebody who’s ready for something hot to happen!”
What the hell? When did the sweet dude I was dating turn into the skeeziest wannabe Lothario on the planet? YUCK!
I drove home and never “got physical” with him at all! His loss!
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